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		<description><![CDATA[i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la cienega. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s1600-h/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322220968926971794" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s400/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cienega</span>. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest of junkies OR worse, a scratching <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meth</span> head! i left saying I'd call to schedule my next appointment rather than make it then and there. </span></span>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when i got downstairs to the valet- it was one of those situations where you park your own car but give the valet your key in case he has to move it later- there was a HUGE FUCKING DENT in the back of my car! the valet dude had backed my car, HARD AND FAST, into a wall! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">WTF</span>? </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i was ALREADY all scratched up, super low blood sugar and starving! and NOW i was pissed off to the max! i screamed, made super angry faces, huffed and puffed, filled out a claim form (all the while thinking, 'how do i fill this out? it looks confusing! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not a grown up. shouldn't my mom be doing this? oh shit, i AM a grown up, kind of.')</span></span>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">from there, i had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">dissappointing</span> meal at real food daily, but took home a slew of different vegan desserts and basically (no, not basically) TOTALLY binge ate them ALL ON THE DRIVE HOME. what? i was emotional. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">so, since then, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">i've</span> never gotten to the bottom of my relationship with allergies. all i know is that these past 3 days have been a steady progression downhill for my nose, eyeball sockets and throat. i took a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">claritan</span> yesterday, but didn't notice a change. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i even steamed all day at the Olympic spa- a Korean day spa. i call it 'the naked spa' <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">cuz</span> it's a bunch of ladies walking around all naked. me included! sometimes i go there with my mom. but most days i go alone, because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not always in the mood to bro out naked styles with my mommy. plus, having to make constant conversation with people during a hangout <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">sesh</span> really unnerves me. it's too much pressure and fills me with dread. not ALL The time, just MOST of the time. </span></span></div>
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</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">while naked in the sauna, a woman walked up to me(also completely naked) and started to chat. no biggie. i could handle this. i actually find it easier to talk to a stranger than someone who knows me or someone who might have a preconceived idea of me. we talked about how much hotter the dry sauna was than usual. she told me about another Korean day spa called '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>'. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when she left, i wondered if this was all a ploy to murder me. what if it was her job to lure unsuspecting white girls into Korean day spas? a spa I'd never heard of. once inside the so called sauna, poisonous gas would be emitted and i would pass out. from there, i would be sold, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">sexxed</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">eatin</span> and/or murdered. it was ALL too easy. and i had figured it out before the rouse had even had a chance to begin. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> still curious though, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> gonna give this '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>' place a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">looksies</span>. if anyone knows anything about it, let me know. </span></span></div>
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</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i went home, ordered extra spicy Thai food (for the second day in row). and just like the first day, it was delivered by the same <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">uuber</span> cute Asian delivery dude. the night prior, we had shared an awkward silent eye contact exchange. i wondered if he thought i was beautiful. instead, i asked him if his sweatshirt was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">american</span> apparel. he said, yes. </span></span></div>
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</span></span></div>
<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Courier;">he was so cute. i over tipped and thought <span style="font-family: 'courier new', 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, fantasy; font-size: small; line-height: 22px;"><span>i'd</span> never see him again. i SWEAR i didn't even think of him when i ordered from the same place the next night. now he probably thinks this is my crazy plan to fuck him. maybe it is. but the crazier thing was, his outfit was even BETTER tonight. more upmarket/fashionably street. i asked him if chop <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">stix</span> were included. he said "i don't know. did you ask for them? i don't pack the bags." OF COURSE HE DIDN'T! he was JUST delivering them! probably helping out his family. i knew he had better things to do and places to be. but i was sure i detected a slight smile beneath his surface. SEXUAL TENSION! I KNEW IT! and as i over tipped again, i said goodbye; holding his gaze and making meaningful eye contact. all the while wondering if he liked MY outfit. </span></p>

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		<description><![CDATA[i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la cienega. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s1600-h/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322220968926971794" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s400/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cienega</span>. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest of junkies OR worse, a scratching <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meth</span> head! i left saying I'd call to schedule my next appointment rather than make it then and there. </span></span>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when i got downstairs to the valet- it was one of those situations where you park your own car but give the valet your key in case he has to move it later- there was a HUGE FUCKING DENT in the back of my car! the valet dude had backed my car, HARD AND FAST, into a wall! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">WTF</span>? </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i was ALREADY all scratched up, super low blood sugar and starving! and NOW i was pissed off to the max! i screamed, made super angry faces, huffed and puffed, filled out a claim form (all the while thinking, 'how do i fill this out? it looks confusing! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not a grown up. shouldn't my mom be doing this? oh shit, i AM a grown up, kind of.')</span></span>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">from there, i had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">dissappointing</span> meal at real food daily, but took home a slew of different vegan desserts and basically (no, not basically) TOTALLY binge ate them ALL ON THE DRIVE HOME. what? i was emotional. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">so, since then, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">i've</span> never gotten to the bottom of my relationship with allergies. all i know is that these past 3 days have been a steady progression downhill for my nose, eyeball sockets and throat. i took a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">claritan</span> yesterday, but didn't notice a change. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i even steamed all day at the Olympic spa- a Korean day spa. i call it 'the naked spa' <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">cuz</span> it's a bunch of ladies walking around all naked. me included! sometimes i go there with my mom. but most days i go alone, because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not always in the mood to bro out naked styles with my mommy. plus, having to make constant conversation with people during a hangout <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">sesh</span> really unnerves me. it's too much pressure and fills me with dread. not ALL The time, just MOST of the time. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">while naked in the sauna, a woman walked up to me(also completely naked) and started to chat. no biggie. i could handle this. i actually find it easier to talk to a stranger than someone who knows me or someone who might have a preconceived idea of me. we talked about how much hotter the dry sauna was than usual. she told me about another Korean day spa called '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>'. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when she left, i wondered if this was all a ploy to murder me. what if it was her job to lure unsuspecting white girls into Korean day spas? a spa I'd never heard of. once inside the so called sauna, poisonous gas would be emitted and i would pass out. from there, i would be sold, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">sexxed</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">eatin</span> and/or murdered. it was ALL too easy. and i had figured it out before the rouse had even had a chance to begin. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> still curious though, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> gonna give this '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>' place a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">looksies</span>. if anyone knows anything about it, let me know. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i went home, ordered extra spicy Thai food (for the second day in row). and just like the first day, it was delivered by the same <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">uuber</span> cute Asian delivery dude. the night prior, we had shared an awkward silent eye contact exchange. i wondered if he thought i was beautiful. instead, i asked him if his sweatshirt was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">american</span> apparel. he said, yes. </span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></div>
<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Courier;">he was so cute. i over tipped and thought <span style="font-family: 'courier new', 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, fantasy; font-size: small; line-height: 22px;"><span>i'd</span> never see him again. i SWEAR i didn't even think of him when i ordered from the same place the next night. now he probably thinks this is my crazy plan to fuck him. maybe it is. but the crazier thing was, his outfit was even BETTER tonight. more upmarket/fashionably street. i asked him if chop <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">stix</span> were included. he said "i don't know. did you ask for them? i don't pack the bags." OF COURSE HE DIDN'T! he was JUST delivering them! probably helping out his family. i knew he had better things to do and places to be. but i was sure i detected a slight smile beneath his surface. SEXUAL TENSION! I KNEW IT! and as i over tipped again, i said goodbye; holding his gaze and making meaningful eye contact. all the while wondering if he liked MY outfit. </span></p>

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		<description><![CDATA[i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la cienega. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s1600-h/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322220968926971794" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s400/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cienega</span>. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest of junkies OR worse, a scratching <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meth</span> head! i left saying I'd call to schedule my next appointment rather than make it then and there. </span></span>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when i got downstairs to the valet- it was one of those situations where you park your own car but give the valet your key in case he has to move it later- there was a HUGE FUCKING DENT in the back of my car! the valet dude had backed my car, HARD AND FAST, into a wall! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">WTF</span>? </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i was ALREADY all scratched up, super low blood sugar and starving! and NOW i was pissed off to the max! i screamed, made super angry faces, huffed and puffed, filled out a claim form (all the while thinking, 'how do i fill this out? it looks confusing! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not a grown up. shouldn't my mom be doing this? oh shit, i AM a grown up, kind of.')</span></span>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">from there, i had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">dissappointing</span> meal at real food daily, but took home a slew of different vegan desserts and basically (no, not basically) TOTALLY binge ate them ALL ON THE DRIVE HOME. what? i was emotional. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">so, since then, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">i've</span> never gotten to the bottom of my relationship with allergies. all i know is that these past 3 days have been a steady progression downhill for my nose, eyeball sockets and throat. i took a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">claritan</span> yesterday, but didn't notice a change. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i even steamed all day at the Olympic spa- a Korean day spa. i call it 'the naked spa' <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">cuz</span> it's a bunch of ladies walking around all naked. me included! sometimes i go there with my mom. but most days i go alone, because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not always in the mood to bro out naked styles with my mommy. plus, having to make constant conversation with people during a hangout <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">sesh</span> really unnerves me. it's too much pressure and fills me with dread. not ALL The time, just MOST of the time. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">while naked in the sauna, a woman walked up to me(also completely naked) and started to chat. no biggie. i could handle this. i actually find it easier to talk to a stranger than someone who knows me or someone who might have a preconceived idea of me. we talked about how much hotter the dry sauna was than usual. she told me about another Korean day spa called '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>'. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when she left, i wondered if this was all a ploy to murder me. what if it was her job to lure unsuspecting white girls into Korean day spas? a spa I'd never heard of. once inside the so called sauna, poisonous gas would be emitted and i would pass out. from there, i would be sold, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">sexxed</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">eatin</span> and/or murdered. it was ALL too easy. and i had figured it out before the rouse had even had a chance to begin. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> still curious though, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> gonna give this '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>' place a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">looksies</span>. if anyone knows anything about it, let me know. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i went home, ordered extra spicy Thai food (for the second day in row). and just like the first day, it was delivered by the same <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">uuber</span> cute Asian delivery dude. the night prior, we had shared an awkward silent eye contact exchange. i wondered if he thought i was beautiful. instead, i asked him if his sweatshirt was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">american</span> apparel. he said, yes. </span></span></div>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Courier;">he was so cute. i over tipped and thought <span style="font-family: 'courier new', 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, fantasy; font-size: small; line-height: 22px;"><span>i'd</span> never see him again. i SWEAR i didn't even think of him when i ordered from the same place the next night. now he probably thinks this is my crazy plan to fuck him. maybe it is. but the crazier thing was, his outfit was even BETTER tonight. more upmarket/fashionably street. i asked him if chop <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">stix</span> were included. he said "i don't know. did you ask for them? i don't pack the bags." OF COURSE HE DIDN'T! he was JUST delivering them! probably helping out his family. i knew he had better things to do and places to be. but i was sure i detected a slight smile beneath his surface. SEXUAL TENSION! I KNEW IT! and as i over tipped again, i said goodbye; holding his gaze and making meaningful eye contact. all the while wondering if he liked MY outfit. </span></p>

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		<description><![CDATA[i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la cienega. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s1600-h/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322220968926971794" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SdxTxd0HB5I/AAAAAAAAAds/x0z7L2BN22A/s400/sir-mick-jagger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i can't tell if I'm sick or if i just have allergies. once upon a time, two years ago, i went to get a scratch test at an allergists on la <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cienega</span>. i had no fucking clue what i was getting myself into. he scratched up both my arms, leaving me looking like the sloppiest of junkies OR worse, a scratching <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meth</span> head! i left saying I'd call to schedule my next appointment rather than make it then and there. </span></span>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when i got downstairs to the valet- it was one of those situations where you park your own car but give the valet your key in case he has to move it later- there was a HUGE FUCKING DENT in the back of my car! the valet dude had backed my car, HARD AND FAST, into a wall! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">WTF</span>? </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i was ALREADY all scratched up, super low blood sugar and starving! and NOW i was pissed off to the max! i screamed, made super angry faces, huffed and puffed, filled out a claim form (all the while thinking, 'how do i fill this out? it looks confusing! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not a grown up. shouldn't my mom be doing this? oh shit, i AM a grown up, kind of.')</span></span>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">from there, i had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">dissappointing</span> meal at real food daily, but took home a slew of different vegan desserts and basically (no, not basically) TOTALLY binge ate them ALL ON THE DRIVE HOME. what? i was emotional. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">so, since then, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">i've</span> never gotten to the bottom of my relationship with allergies. all i know is that these past 3 days have been a steady progression downhill for my nose, eyeball sockets and throat. i took a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">claritan</span> yesterday, but didn't notice a change. </span></span></div>
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</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i even steamed all day at the Olympic spa- a Korean day spa. i call it 'the naked spa' <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">cuz</span> it's a bunch of ladies walking around all naked. me included! sometimes i go there with my mom. but most days i go alone, because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not always in the mood to bro out naked styles with my mommy. plus, having to make constant conversation with people during a hangout <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">sesh</span> really unnerves me. it's too much pressure and fills me with dread. not ALL The time, just MOST of the time. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">while naked in the sauna, a woman walked up to me(also completely naked) and started to chat. no biggie. i could handle this. i actually find it easier to talk to a stranger than someone who knows me or someone who might have a preconceived idea of me. we talked about how much hotter the dry sauna was than usual. she told me about another Korean day spa called '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>'. </span></span></div>
<div><span style=" "><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">
</span></span></span></div>
<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">when she left, i wondered if this was all a ploy to murder me. what if it was her job to lure unsuspecting white girls into Korean day spas? a spa I'd never heard of. once inside the so called sauna, poisonous gas would be emitted and i would pass out. from there, i would be sold, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">sexxed</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">eatin</span> and/or murdered. it was ALL too easy. and i had figured it out before the rouse had even had a chance to begin. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> still curious though, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> gonna give this '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">natura</span>' place a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">looksies</span>. if anyone knows anything about it, let me know. </span></span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family:'courier new';"><span style="font-size:small;">i went home, ordered extra spicy Thai food (for the second day in row). and just like the first day, it was delivered by the same <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">uuber</span> cute Asian delivery dude. the night prior, we had shared an awkward silent eye contact exchange. i wondered if he thought i was beautiful. instead, i asked him if his sweatshirt was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">american</span> apparel. he said, yes. </span></span></div>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Courier;">he was so cute. i over tipped and thought <span style="font-family: 'courier new', 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, fantasy; font-size: small; line-height: 22px;"><span>i'd</span> never see him again. i SWEAR i didn't even think of him when i ordered from the same place the next night. now he probably thinks this is my crazy plan to fuck him. maybe it is. but the crazier thing was, his outfit was even BETTER tonight. more upmarket/fashionably street. i asked him if chop <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">stix</span> were included. he said "i don't know. did you ask for them? i don't pack the bags." OF COURSE HE DIDN'T! he was JUST delivering them! probably helping out his family. i knew he had better things to do and places to be. but i was sure i detected a slight smile beneath his surface. SEXUAL TENSION! I KNEW IT! and as i over tipped again, i said goodbye; holding his gaze and making meaningful eye contact. all the while wondering if he liked MY outfit. </span></p>

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		<description><![CDATA[I'm a little glum. Lately I've been keeping away from even looking in forever 21. And today, when I decide to venture in....the inventory is seriously disappointing. I used to love going inside, getting lost for hours, running into stylish girlfriends of mine and making the covert hand to the lips gesture signifying "you never [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SVc1wTAopdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DcSNSqX94FM/s1600-h/pallenberg-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284751791595496914" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RuMKVwUM5E4/SVc1wTAopdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DcSNSqX94FM/s400/pallenberg-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:'courier new';">I'm a little glum. Lately I've been keeping away from even looking in forever 21. And today, when I decide to venture in....the inventory is seriously disappointing. I used to love going inside, getting lost for hours, running into stylish girlfriends of mine and making the covert hand to the lips gesture signifying "you never saw me here." But not today my sisters, not today. And what's worse is that it looked as though the men's selection was way hipper! What the fuck is that shiz all about? Oh well, at least we'll have cuter clothes to borrow from the boys we're making out with. (even though TECHNICALLY the dudes we sleep with should not even know what forever 21 is, and should only sport apc, American apparel, and MAYBE a touch of opening ceremony. but i said 'making out with', not 'fucking'! so that leaves the spectrum wide open!) oh xx1! although it wasn't your day....I haven't given up on you yet! Or even you, heritage 1981! I'll be back, I just hope you are too! </span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:'courier new';">WHOOPSIES UPDATE</span></span></span></span><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:'courier new';">: I blogged too soon! I ended up finding an awesome pine green and black plaid flannel and a super cute spaghetti strapped billowy tank top. keep spending money at xxi! it's all good!</span></span></span>
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<div><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:'courier new';">Hope your Christmas was awesome! did you watch 'a Christmas story' or 'home alone 2: lost in new york'? that's good. hope you didn't eat too much, you'll only regret it. i feel like I'm always telling you that. but you can handle it! i know you can! you sexy Christmas goddess you! well, in case you missed the hills last Monday.....allow me to show you what you missed. i know I'm supposed to be a hills hater, and my target audience would feel the same way, but if the hills is your guilty pleasure, like it is mine, this is the most epic hills yet! emotions will really start to flow and tension will escalate when Lauren and Heidi are at the same event. keep in mind, they used to be BEST friends, and now they never talk! all because of Spencer. i was in tears. check it out! xo  H.A.G.S.</span></span></span></div>
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